I WANT TO DROWN

wally @ undella bay

[kantosbest]

fire&wally; cat and cat

[atlanteon]

enflares:

( starter for @atlanteon )

“What pokémon do you have on you?” Fire asks. 

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               he remembered the first time he lost his pokemon － when roar was still a tiny fletchling that had just been abandoned by his flock, wally had grown accustomed to the bird hooking his talons against the fabric of his sweater, until he eventually realized when looking at his empty shoulder that roar was nowhere to be found. he remembered franctically looking for him, heart thumping like a hurricane inside his chest and making it impossible to breathe from his ribs, as if roar had taken his lungs with him. 

               wally knelt down to lay a comforting hand against the child’s shoulder. the boy looked up at him with tears welling in his eyes and dived into his arms, crying into the crook of his neck. ❛ hey, hey, it’s . . . it’s okay, ❜ he said softly, rubbing his warm palms over the path of the boy’s back. ❛ it’ll be okay . . . we’ll find your skitty, we . . . we promise. ❜ he threaded his fingers through the child’s hair and tried to smile, then he stood from the floor. 

               he turned to the stranger, heart full as the moon on his throat as he attempted to calm himself down. wally still found it difficult to talk to people he didn’t know very long, which made it impossible to easily make friends. but every time he tried to open his lips, his words were dislodged at the roof of his mouth, as if every letter were dislocated, and he had to search it in between the gaps of his teeth. wally’s hand went to the pokeballs latched to his satchel and released the pokemon he knew would quickly find the skitty among the mass of people in the city. 

               ❛ i h -- have . . . i have . . . them . . . ❜ wally gestured to his talonflame, who immediately flew to rest on his shoulder, and the massive garchomp that protectively loomed behind his smaller body. ❛ roar, ganymede, ❜ he said gently, patting his pokemon’s heads with each of his hands. ❛ can you find this skitty for me ? ❜ both pokemon took a look at the locket, carefully inspecting them, before nodding their heads. 

[atlanteon]

otorixtenshi:

         The only time Ethan would bake was with Lyra, and even then they only did silly tea parties or cakes for birthdays. It was a small world during his childhood, and it was still small even through his new adult life. It’s probably why he preferred drawing over anything else, since it’s something he could do through his own leisure, without others bothering him. It was calming and nice, and his mother (when she was home) would always compliment his beautiful work. Though unfortunately, he’s been on an artist block lately, and his dream was only further away.

         Typhlosion happily took the treat; she gobbled it up with joy in a split second. Her eyes twinkled like twilight, much similar to Ethan’s daylight appearance. They both synced in their own way—a perfect pokemon for a great trainer. She was his lifetime partner after all, there were bound to be many similarities.

          ❝ Hang on, I almost forgot!! ❞ he dug in his pocket and pulled out his pokedex, something he’s rarely touched now-a-days. He flashed it carefully at the Talonflame and let it gather all the information it could muster. This was the first time he’s ever seen, let alone encounter one, so of course Ethan was breath taken by its appearance. Wally probably had other pokemon he hasn’t encountered before, since the boy has mentioned two unfamiliar regions to Ethan. If only they could travel now…

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               wally couldn’t help but smile when the typhlosion swallowed the food as quickly as it was offered. cooking for his pokemon had become one of his favorite past-times, especially during moments when he was still figuring out where to travel. but out of all his pokemon, ganymede － his garchomp, with an itch to battle, and rough, wolf-like teeth, and skin that could bruise someone deep － was the most excited to gobble up the treats wally had prepared. 

               he took a long sip of his drink before diving in the fruit tart he ordered for himself. watching ethan take a selfie with his phone, he wondered what the boy looked like in a photo － if he still had the sun sitting on his shoulders, like a comet that burned the earth, or if his eyes seemed as blue as the deep bite of the ocean, or if he were brighter than he looked in person. taking ethan’s phone from his grip, he laughed gently at the cute togekiss designs on the case. 

               ❛ ah, do you have a togekiss, too ? ❜ he asked, fumbling through the apps until he found the contacts page. he added his number into the list, labeling himself as wally with a cute emoji at the end of his name. for a moment, he considered taking a selfie, before a blush swam through the nape of his neck and every inch of his cheeks, and he quickly returned the phone back in ethan’s grip. ❛ i have . . . i have one named gladiolus . . . i -- if you want, maybe they can . . . you know, meet ? after . . . this . . . b -- but only if you want to ! ❜ he felt his whole body flush under the heavy heat of his embarrassment. he didn’t want to assume that ethan would be interested in coming with him to stay at the inn he mentioned. 

               once wally finished the last of his food, he wiped his mouth with a napkin. then, he reached his hand down to pat the typhlosion beside him. ❛ h -- hey, your pokemon looks . . . really strong, ❜ he murmured, feeling his throat clog at the words about to escape his mouth. he tried to tamper down the rapid beating of his heart, but he found himself getting both excited and nervous. ❛ do you, um . . . do you maybe want to try . . . b -- battling each other someday ? ❜ he looked at ethan and frantically waved his hands around. ❛ it . . . it doesn’t have to be today ! we can . . . we can do it some other time . . . ❜ he laughed sheepishly, avoiding ethan’s gaze. ❛ i’m happy just . . . just meeting your pokemon . . . ❜ 

[atlanteon]

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               baking had grown to become one of his favorite hobbies. it was one of the only things he knew how to do as a kid － instead of gathering scars and scabs on the knobs of his knees, and bruised knuckles on his delicate fists, his mother would teach him how to mix batter and icing, how to make cookies out of scratch, and cappuccino brownies. they would sit by the front porch with a fresh glass of lemonade and watch the sun set by the distant sail of the ocean. 

               ❛ spicy, huh ? ❜ wally murmured, watching the typhlosion nuzzle her nose against the palm of his hand. ❛ i think i have the treat just for you ! ❜ he rummaged through his back and grabbed another pokepuff from the pack. this time, the shade of the treat was slightly darker, and he handed it over to the pokemon to see if she’d be willing to eat it. wally was never sure when his own pokemon would go hungry, so he liked to make extra just in case. 

               meanwhile, the talonflame on ethan’s shoulder sniffed the berry in his hand and quickly plucked it out of his grip, swallowing it whole with a contented sigh escaping its lips. 

               wally looked up at ethan, eyes wide and guarded, every inch of his heart aching tight with relief. in truth, he hadn’t expected ethan to become interested enough to keep in contact. wally always considered himself as boring － a boy with hollow bones and an empty skeleton, stars caught in the nest of his lungs until every part of him burned his skin and made him rot, while ethan resembled the tiniest, brightest piece of the sun. 

               ❛ y -- yeah . . . of . . . of course . . . ❜ wally snaked his hand to his pocket and pushed his phone towards ethan. ❛ and i don’t . . . i don’t know where i’m staying at yet, ❜ he laughed, sheepishly rubbing the back of his neck. his hand curled around the mug that he ordered, warming his pale hands against the heat pooling the blizzard of his skin. wally couldn’t help but remember how comforting it felt when ethan was still holding him. ❛ what . . . what about y -- you ? ❜ he asked nervously. ❛ where are you . . . where are you staying ? ❜ he tugged the collar of his sweater, the nape of his neck turning crimson. ❛ do you have . . . do you have a -- anywhere to be . . . after . . . this ? ❜

[atlanteon]

otorixtenshi:

       Ethan was saddened when their hands parted, but he took a seat and kept a smile on his face while he took a glimpse of his surroundings. The café smelled like winter, and cinnamon pinecones. It almost reminded him of the boy sitting not too far away from him. He listened to him intently, and it wasn’t surprising that Hoenn would sell refreshments. It was a rather hot place. He always wanted to go, but he didn’t really want to travel without some sort of motivation.

       “W-we can?! I wanna go with you! I haven’t been there yet, and I heard Kalos has a lot of great fashion!! And there’s souvenir shops, so I could get stuff for people. Does Hoenn also have a lot of souvenir shops?” the conversation was already getting exciting for him, and perhaps this was all the motivation he needed. He was travelling Kanto and Johto by himself, or at least… Kanto. But in Johto, he had friends he met along the way, and a rival that made it all the more fun. Lately, his two friends have been busy, and it was rather lonely for Ethan. He did have other people he could meet up with, but a majority of them were also busy. There was no winning, and now, he might just have the chance with Wally.

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               wally could still remember every inch of hoenn － the jagged mountains that peaked high in the sky, kissed by the stinging mouth of the open sun; the towering trees in fortress city, the way the stars burned a golden streak of light like traces of a comet; and the smell of the ocean bursting in his nostrils, how he would inhale it so deep in his chest, it corroded the rest of him. he remembered the harsh grip of the sea around his ribs. he remembered not being able to breathe when he was still twenty feet buried in the ocean currents. 

               and most of all, he remembered drowning. 

               he inhaled a sharp breath and tried to smile over the nightmares that ghosted his lips. ❛ y -- yeah, we do . . . ❜ wally said softly, trailing off as he glanced down at the bare hands fidgeting on his lap. ❛ there’s this . . . this really big department store in lilycove city . . . you can buy lots of souvenirs there ! and some stuffed toys, too, if you’re . . . if you’re into it . . . ❜ he laughed gently and scratched the back of his head. ❛ there was this really big snorlax plushie that i liked, but i haven’t . . . i haven’t bought it yet for my s -- secret base . . . ❜ 

               wally raised his head to look at ethan, before quickly darting his eyes in the other direction. for the first time since they met, he suddenly felt nervous － and he wasn’t sure if it was the nerves finally catching up to him and hooking him by the ankles, or if it was because of the words about to come out of his mouth. ❛ i’m actually . . . g -- going back home to hoenn for christmas, and um . . . i can buy you some souvenirs if y -- you’d like, unless . . . ❜ he swallowed thickly, fingers picking the fabric of his jacket sleeve. ❛ unless . . . you’d like . . . you’d like to come with . . . ❜

               at his offer, roar chirped and nodded his head at ethan i an attempt to get him to agree. wally couldn’t help but smile at his talonflame’s insistence. it was rare for roar to get attached so easily to another trainer, especially after he was abandoned by his flock when he was only a tiny fletchling. roar nuzzled the top of his head against ethan’s cheek, using the tips of his feathers to caress the boy’s face. 

               wally turned his attention to ethan’s typhlosion with a smile drawn on his lips. he carefully reached his hand forward to pat her on the head. ❛ hey, there, ❜ he said, voice soft as cinnamon and spring, trailing his hand to rub the bottom of her chin. ❛ you must be mayday ! are you hungry ? do you want something to eat ? i have a few treats here that i think you might enjoy ! ❜ wally ruffled through his bag in search for the food case he kept in his travels. ❛ here you go ! ❜ he offered the pokemon a pink pokepuff. ❛ i have other flavors, too, if you’d like to try something else. ❜

[atlanteon]

otorixtenshi:

       Truthfully in his mind, Ethan liked the comfort. He honestly didn’t see what was wrong with it. A lot of people saw him as a grade-schooler, so if anyone did ask why they were holding hands, it’d just seem like the guardian was helping the child. But he didn’t care what people thought. He was just happy he could help the other feel comfort in some way in this scary, cramped up place. Although he was embarrassed when his face was touched, whatever nerves he had had drifted away. He happily accepted the other’s fingers in his own. He’d only need to (sadly) take his hand back when it was time to sit down and eat his yummy treat.

       Soon as he heard the other’s voice squeak, he burst into giggles that were almost impossible to hold back. They were inside and everything, yet the other was still stuttering. Were they cold, or just nervous? Maybe they were always this shy with talking? Their voice was rather quiet, but it was also soothing. Ethan wanted to listen in on it more.

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               ethan was attentive in making sure that they were away from the growing crowd of people bustling inside the cafe. he wasn’t sure if the boy was doing it for his own sake, or if he was genuinely concerned for wally’s wellbeing. if the situation were different, wally would have thought that ethan was doing it out of pity － but ethan had no idea of what wally went through a year ago, when he had been eaten whole by the ocean until the waters squeezed between his ribs and stole him of the lungs inside his chest. 

               wally felt himself inhale sharply, the grip on ethan’s hand tightening for a moment before it was finally released. he took a seat on one side of the table, the cold rushing to his body like the first drop of snow when his hand was empty. he almost wanted to reach forward and take ethan’s fingers back in his softer grip, until the sun fled back to his body and made him feel golden. but wally balled them into fists, trying not to let his mindless yearning get the best of him. 

               ❛ i . . . i do . . . k -- kind of . . . ❜ wally said, trailing off and biting his tongue. ❛ hoenn mostly sold lemonades and soda pops, but i . . . i lived in . . . i lived in kalos for a while . . . i spent some . . . some time in lumiose city, and there were . . . a lot of cafes and stuff . . . ❜ wally decided to stay there after the accident to escape the hands folded like a crane around the shape of his throat, trying not to feel suffocated by his parents’ protection and the taste of his ghosts. ❛ kalos had really good c -- coffee ! have you . . . have you been there before ? ❜ wally looked up and smiled at him. ❛ if you haven’t yet, maybe . . . maybe we can go together . . . i -- if you want . . . ❜

               the nape of his neck flushed in embarrassment the moment he said his offer out loud. but wally didn’t expect ethan to agree, especially when they had just met, and he wasn’t sure if ethan already considered him a friend. there was a chance that they would never see each other again once they left a cafe － and while wally had experienced abandonment and separation a hundred times before, he still felt that familiar, lingering pang in the crevice of his heart, as if they would always take a piece of him with them when they were finally apart.

               ❛ a -- ah ! i almost forgot . . . ❜ wally unzipped his coat and searched for roar’s pokeball on the leather satchel of his bag. he released his talonflame out in the open, roar crowing loudly in greeting before settling on ethan’s shoulders. ❛ this is roar, ❜ wally said brightly. ❛ i caught him the first time i went to kalos . . . he likes sitting on p -- people’s shoulders . . . ❜ he laughed sheepishly when roar nuzzled his beak against ethan’s head. ❛ he . . . he seems to really like you . . . ❜

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               he felt the unforgiving stares of the people from behind him, blood rushing to his cheeks and the nape of his neck until his body was almost as hot as a star, feeding off light from the sun. but the hand holding his own gave him comfort, calming the jitters from his heart like warm waves seeping into a shore. he followed ethan as he led them forward. before he could stop himself, wally slipped their fingers together until they were bowed into a perfect knot. 

                wally felt his heart jump. he couldn’t help but ask himself what he was doing － if it was right of him to grip someone else’s hand so tightly without thinking of the possible consequences, if he were only doing this because he was lonely and he hadn’t had any human contact since he left home, or if, by some miracle, ethan made him feel less of a ghost, and more of a boy wth jittery hands and the moon caught in the tight span of his throat. 

                wally turned towards him, eyes going wide as he immediately shook his head. ❛ w -- what ? ❜ he squeaked. ❛ no, it’s f -- fine ! it’s the least i can do, s -- so you don’t have . . . you don’t have to treat me or anything . . . ❜ but even so, wally could tell that ethan was the kind of person who wouldn’t take no for an answer, especially if ethan was willing to give him free food for something so meager. from wally’s observation, ethan seemed like the type who enjoyed spoiling his friends. 

               friends. was he considered ethan’s friend now ? 

               ❛ w -- well, ❜ he stammered weakly, tugging the collar of his jacket to help him breathe out the frost nesting inside his body. ❛ okay . . . if you’re . . . if you’re sure . . . ❜ wally glanced up at the menu to check his options. he loved switching it up once in a while, especially when he was in a new region. it always amazed him how different places had their own variety of tastes, as if wally were taking in the adventure using only his mouth. he looked at ethan for a moment and licked his lips. 

               ❛ um . . . ❜ he smiled sheepishly at the woman behind the counter once it was their time to order. ❛ w -- we’d like one . . . one cinnamon dolce latte . . . with, um, with extra whipped cream, one salted caramel hot cocoa, and uh . . . a slice of  . . . caramel apple cheesecake pie, and um, vanilla cream fruit tart . . . ❜ wally glanced nervously at ethan to look for approval. ❛ d -- does that sound o -- okay ? or do you . . . want to order something else ? ❜

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              11 – What one character you’ve thought of RPing but haven’t yet?

          i’ve thought of roleplaying dawn before, and rosa too ! unfortunately, i haven’t had the chance yet, but i probably never will be able to roleplay them lmao. i don’t think i can give their characters justice, to be honest. 

               12 -- What made you start RPing your muse?

          i’ve always admired wally even back in RSE. he was such a calm yet strong character, and i admire his dedication to do more than what is expected of him. wally is the kind of character i want to protect ( and here i am, giving him angsty anyway lmao ). i feel like i can relate to him -- his insecurities, his self-doubt, and his lack of freedom. i feel like he eventually grew on me, and i just love wally so much.

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( i don't think i threw it in your inbox omg kill me, number 4!! )

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              4 – Name one thing you don’t like about your character.

          i hate how much of a martyr he is. like. wally. no. stop. just. s t o p. he’d rather suffer than watch his friends suffer because he’s too selfless, and he cares about them more. and if ethan suddenly likes someone else, wally will fully support him even if he’s killing himself in silence. do you see how much this pains me ??

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              27 – Name one thing about yourself that no one knows about.

          that no one knows about ? omg. this is a hard one lmao. this is a very smol fact, but my favorite pokemon is garchomp, and i don’t think anyone else knows this yet lol.

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20!!

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               20 – Has your character(s) changed over the time that you have been playing them? How have they changed? 

          i’ve been roleplaying wally on and off for quite a number of groups, but i think this is my favorite interpretation of him thus far. before, he was rather hard on himself, and he was very insecure, which eventually took a toll on me the more i roleplayed him. right now, he’s definitely better and he’s learned to face his demons, instead of constantly avoiding them. he’s accepted his weaknesses, and he knows his strengths. i’m actually very proud of him for surviving so much, and yet remaining so softhearted and gentle. i love my smol cinnabun tbh.

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               9 – If there is one thing you can change regarding your character’s world, what would it be?

          to be honest, i don’t think there’s anything i will change. i love how pokemon is made, and i love how they emphasized wally’s character improvement in ORAS. 

               21 – Are you prone to go a few days without responding due to life/personal reasons/lack of inspiration?

               lol yeah. all the freaking time. it’s mostly because of my lack of inspiration, but i usually have a lot of muse for wally ! he’s one of my favorite characters, and probably the easiest to roleplay, by far. 

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Mun Questions!

This is a mix bag of questions about your characters, personal writing styles, likes/dislikes, and more! 

Who is your favorite character in __?

Who is your favorite OC?

Do you have a favorite AU?

Name one thing you don’t like about your character.

Name one thing you love about your character.

If you have multiple characters/OCs, who is your personal favorite?

Who is your favorite muse to RP with that is not yours?

Any other blogs? 

If there is one thing you can change regarding your character’s world, what would it be?

Draw your muse?

What one character you’ve thought of RPing but haven’t yet?

What made you start RPing your muse?

How long have you been RPing for? 

Is there anything character-wise or writing style-wise that you can’t stand? 

When is the best time for you to sit down and write replies?

What kind of anonymous questions are your favorite?

What is your weakest point in writing? Angst, fluff, dialogue, etc.?

Is there one thing you will not write at all, either due to personal choice or other reasons (you do not need to specify why if you do not want to)?

Do you prefer writing paragraphs or simple sentences?

Has your character(s) changed over the time that you have been playing them? How have they changed? 

Are you prone to go a few days without responding due to life/personal reasons/lack of inspiration?

Have you ever deleted/abandoned a muse before? 

What fandom do you like but have never interacted with?

Do you like crossovers? Do you have any that you like more? Less?

Do you like OCs? 

Name one thing about your character(s) that no one knows about.

Name one thing about yourself that no one knows about.

If the site closes down for good at this minute, could/would you go to another platform to RP on? 

If your character(s) were paint colors, what would their paint color names be? (Go silly if you want!) 

Free Question! Ask any question you wish with this number!

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I did not like to be touched, but it was a strange dislike. I did not like to be touched because I craved it too much. I wanted to be held very tight so I would not break.

Marya Hornbacher, Wasted (via wordsnquotes)

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      Ethan gripped comfortingly onto the other boy’s hand. Although they were much taller than he was, he could tell the moment he touched his hand that they were tiny. Their hands were almost small as his were, and it made the comfort feel even warmer. He couldn’t wait to get inside a building to see Wally take off all the layers of clothes he had buried himself in. Ethan planned to do the same, unless they were immediately going outside soon after.

He was just about to swing their arms around the second he heard the other say they were close, but they were already doing so. He couldn’t help but giggle more, and helped their arms swing in a full rhythm as they walked. It was amusing Ethan, and helping him keep a decent pace. He didn’t dare wish to separate from his new friend.

       ❝ I knew it…! Huh? ❞ he was excited that he was right, they were from a warm region. But the other boy seemed to be a good guesser, too. He didn’t know what this feeling was, but it made him feel very warm. His whole chest was really warm, and what was the other saying to him—Talonflame? A Pokemon he didn’t know about?

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               ❛ y -- yeah . . . your accent’s . . . really nice to listen to, ❜ he murmured, slowly trailing off.

               wally loved learning new languages. it was his favorite hobby when he was still a kid － living in his frail, fractured body, watching children outside play with pokemon while he stayed inside his room, burying himself in the company of books until he felt like he was finally leaving home. by far, the easiest on his tongue was kalosian, as if it were the perfect fit inside the cove of his mouth. 

               he turned to ethan, eyes widening in surprise when the boy opened the door for him － but what really caught his attention was the squeeze of his hand when he saw the amount of people inside the cafe. wally felt his heart burst like a supernova, creating a constellation out of every weakening breath. no one else had ever been observant enough to notice the way wally shrunk in on himself, wilting like a wallflower when the crowd became suffocating. he couldn’t hide the smile from spreading on his lips, even though he was already biting the inside of his cheek. 

               ❛ um, thank . . . thank you, ❜ he replied softly. with ethan by his side, wally was surprised to find that he was comfortable despite the growing horde of people, making him feel as if he were a little closer to home. leading them to the long line of customers in the cafe, wally kept his head down, eyes catching sight of their knotted fingers, the way one would search for warmth after days of living in frost. for some reason, he felt his body suddenly heating up, dousing itself in fire until all that was left of him was a thin, unsteady skeleton. ❛ hey . . . um . . . ❜

               inhaling the strong scent of coffee and sweets and cinnamon inside the cafe, wally pried his hand away from ethan’s grip, only to take a moment to remove his mittens and take the boy’s hands back inside his hold. he rubbed his thumbs over the course of ethan’s knuckles, bringing their hands to his mouth to blow a warm breath over their cold skin. ❛ they said . . . they said that body heat is more . . . more effective, so i hope . . . i hope this is okay and stuff . . . ❜ 

               wally swallowed thickly and pulled his hands away to gently － carefully, as if he were the softest thing he could touch without him possibly breaking － cup ethan’s cheeks. it took him a moment to realize that the line was moving. ❛ are you . . . are you warm enough ? ❜ 

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               wally had not felt comfortable touching anyone since that night at the hospital － where his bones were fracturing into fossils, and he felt like there were leeches underneath his skin, feeding off what was left of him by the time they were finished. but ethan’s hand felt warm, a comforting cocoon around the cold biting into the center of his palm and the tips of his fingers. he almost found himself wishing that ethan would hold his hand for a little while longer. 

               he looked around the buildings and let out a sigh of relief when he found the cafe he was looking for at the end of the street. ❛ y -- yeah, it’s . . . it’s over there, ❜ he said, pointing to where they were headed. wally tugged his hand forward, almost swinging their arms back and forth as they carefully strolled on the sidewalk. 

               wally glanced at ethan when he heard his question, quietly nodding his head in response. most people didn’t think he was a trainer because of his frail appearance. and with his weak resolve against the bitter nip of the cold, wally didn’t look much different from the boy he used to be － one with lungs that refused to properly function, with shaky hands that could never curl into fists, and a heavy heart that outweighed the rest of him. 

               ❛ y -- yeah, i’m from . . . i’m from h -- hoenn, ❜ wally said softly, eyes drifting to look at the white footprints covering the pavement. ❛ it’s usually really warm there, so . . . so i’m not . . . too used to the cold and stuff . . . ❜ wally’s eyes suddenly lit up, as if there were a fire inside him that burned like a star only when it came too close to the sun. ❛ mayday ? you’re from . . . from johto, aren’t you ? ❜ he laughed sheepishly, rubbing the nape of his neck when he felt his blood rush to his cheeks. ❛ i could tell from your . . . your accent . . . if you want, maybe she can meet my talon . . . my talonflame. he likes m -- making new friends . . . ❜

[atlanteon]

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      Cake and cookies? Hot cocoa and coffee? That sounded really ideal, it was quite obvious when Ethan’s eyes lit up like the sparkling snow. He waved his arms around, unable to find his words, but he calmed down the moment Wally helped his hat stay in place. There were kind people Ethan’s met in his life, but never kind as the boy in front of him. Maybe he was an angel from the heavens, if those ever existed.

      “Yeah, let’s go!! Dash through the snow!” he giggled at his words and started to lead the way, and although he said dash, he was actually walking a decent pace. It was cold, after all, and they were both still very freezing. It seems his attempt at warming up by running around has failed him. Plus, he was taking Wally’s advice. Best not to slip before getting a delicious treat, right?

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               this wasn’t the first time wally had had to deal with extremely cold weather. if anything, he had faced worse － and with his body in weaker conditions. but even if wally wasn’t a big fan of the cold, he thought that snow was beautiful － he remembered the time he hiked up on a mountain in the middle of a blizzard, and when he finally reached the top, he saw the color of gold and peaches and the face of the sun. 

               wally turned to ethan with a small smile. he stifled a laugh at the boy’s excitement. ❛ no, it’s this way, ❜ he said, pointing his head in the other direction. wally silently urged ethan to follow him as he led them to their destination. the boy really did act like a puppy. wally wasn’t completely sure of his age, but he was guessing that ethan was only a year younger than he was － but with a lot more energy and enthusiasm. 

               he carefully watched ethan snake around him until the boy suddenly slipped on the wet floors of the pavement. he immediately reached his hand forward to grab ethan by the arm, trying to steady him back in place. the sudden contact made him flinch, but it came off as a shiver against the wild cold biting on the skin on the nape of his neck. wally slowly inhaled a sharp breath. 

               ❛ h -- hey, are you okay ? you’re not . . . you’re not hurt or anything, r -- right ? ❜ he asked gently. wally bit the inside of his cheek at ethan’s offer. the boy seemed innocent yet cheerful, but wally was still trying to heal old wounds, the bruises that filled the hollow of his throat. licking his lips, he hesitantly extended his arm forward. ❛ um . . . s -- sure . . . you can . . . you can h -- hold my . . . my hand, if you want . . . ❜ wally laughed sheepishly, his body heating up. ❛ but it can be . . . a bit cold, since . . . i’m not used to the . . . the weather and stuff . . . ❜

[atlanteon]

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    “Well, it did just snow a lot… there’s so much!!” he jumped about to express how he felt, his arms flailing toward the sky. But really with how short he was, it looked rather ridiculous, like he was asking to be picked up by the taller instead.

   “I was looking for the place that serves hot drinks. Do you wanna come with? I think we can both use it!” he ignored the fact that he also looked cold, and that he did. His cheeks were rather red, along with his ears, which were currently covered by ear muffs—despite the fact he was wearing the hat. He circled around the other boy, trying to let out his energy, in attempts to keep both of them warm… though it was probably only making himself warm. It’s a wonder how he wasn’t slipping.

    “I’m not cold, I’m not cold! See, if you tell yourself you’re not, you’ll feel better!” the worrisome Ethan was no longer apparent, and instead it just looked like another one of those random kids taking over the streets. He stopped running around like a wild pokemon to catch his breath, looking back at the other to see if his magic actually made the other feel healthier. He was a little ball of energy, after all.

               for now, the snow had stopped falling, but the city was still surrounded large heaps of white, ice puddles staining the sidewalk, and skyscrapers covered with frost. wally gathered his jacket closer against his body as he watched the stranger hop around him. the boy almost seemed like a puppy, but with a lot more sun. he wasn’t sure if this boy was darting around him in a weak attempt to help him feel warm, or if he was only excited by the chilly weather and the nearing holidays. 

               ❛ um, sure, i g -- guess . . . ❜ he buried his hands deep in the pockets of his coat. he tried not to shiver when another blast of wind blew past him. ❛ i know this . . . this cute cafe, if you’d like some coffee . . . it has little t -- treats, too, like . . . like cake and cookies and stuff . . . they have hot cocoa, too, if you . . . if you want . . . ❜ 

               for a quick, brief moment, wally felt a smile curling on the corners of his lips when the stranger looked back at him. he followed the boy to where he was standing, but he made sure to keep his distance. ❛ i’m w -- wally, by the way . . . ❜ he laughed sheepishly and carefully adjusted the hat on the other boy’s head. ❛ and you should . . . you should be careful, or you’ll slip . . . ❜ he inclined his head in the direction of the cafe he was talking about. ❛ so, um, l -- let’s go ? ❜